A few of the trees down our street:
On Inis Meàin? Well … there weren’t really that many trees. Some would say … there are no trees. There were a few almost-trees in the village … see in the background here (although this donkey and his mate made mince meat of these shrubs after a few days, despite the innocent look). Between the Atlantic winds and the animals, there wasn’t much chance of trees growing much higher than these shrubs.
So, mostly we didn’t see trees … but big, beautiful horizons …
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